"sorry Sorry."
Wang Qing held the chef's arm to steady himself, quickly let go of his hand, took a step back, and apologized repeatedly.
"It was so dark in here that I didn't pay attention. Thank you."
Recalling that I had just knocked something out of this man's hand.
Before the person in front of him could respond, Wang Qing squatted down and started groping on the ground.
She groped for a few times on the ground and soon touched the handle of the knife.
He immediately held the handle of the knife happily and stood up.
"Is this...something you dropped?"
Wang Qing raised her face. It was difficult for her to see in the dark, so she could only rely on instinct to ask in the direction of the man.
In the small kitchen room, the figure of the chef is as broad as a wall.
He stared at the knife in Wang Qing's hand.
Then, he looked away and looked at his empty hands.
Chef: "..."
In the darkness, Wang Qing waited for a long time, but did not receive a response from the chef.
She could only hear the heavy breathing coming from the man's nose, "huffing and puffing".
It's like a bellows being pulled hard.
why do not you speak? Could it be that the person in front of me is mute?
Wang Qing secretly speculated.
However, he was so kind that when he noticed that she was about to fall, he turned around and helped her up.
"Did you drop it? If so, I'll give it back to you."
Wang Qing said, passing the bone-cutting knife in front of him.
An attitude of letting the other party come and take it.
The chef, who was already familiar with such a dark environment, could easily see the appearance of the girl in front of him.
Medium height, ordinary appearance, fair skin.
It was the woman who handed him the paper outside the door not long ago.
Just looking at it makes me feel delicious.
The whole person exudes the fragrance of flesh and blood from the inside out.
I wanted to bring this rare ingredient into the kitchen before.
But I don't know why, even though he tried so hard, he couldn't pull it.
Unexpectedly, now she actually stepped into his territory.
Such rare quality ingredients.
Presumably after cooking, the meat must be as tender and delicious as pre-term lamb.
The chef's breathing became a little heavier.
If Wang Qing could see it, he would find that
The chef's fleshy face has turned red, his oily nose is twitching, and his two plump lips are slightly open, greedily capturing the fragrance of fresh flesh and blood in the air.
The chef's eyes followed Wang Qing's body and moved to the hand Wang Qing raised toward him.
Finally, he locked on the knife that the hand held out to him.
How could a prey take the initiative to hand a knife to the killer?
The chef's eyes narrowed, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that there is some conspiracy?
Or is this prey really that stupid?
No matter what the purpose of the woman in front of him is, since she has taken the initiative to enter his domain, she is just waiting to be made into a meal!
The chef stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
His broad palm was like a cattail leaf fan, and he cautiously stretched it towards Wang Qing, eager to get his sword back.
Wang Qing held the bone-cutting knife in one hand and had been standing there holding it for a while.
It took a long time to wait for the other party to pick it up.
Wang Qing wondered, couldn't this be something he dropped?
At this moment, the mobile phone Wang Qing held in his other hand suddenly vibrated.
A message popped up.
Wang Qing could not imagine who would send him a message.
Could it be Xue Tong? Something happened on the farm?
She immediately wanted to click on the message to view it.
However, she held the bone-cutting knife in one hand and could only use her inconvenient left hand to clumsily operate the phone.
Accidentally, instead of clicking on the message, I accidentally turned on the flashlight function of my phone.
In an instant, the dazzling white light split through the layers of darkness like a sharp blade.
By chance, it landed on the face of the chef who was reaching out to Wang Qing.
The dazzling light instantly blinded the chef's eyes.
"ah!"
With his eyes stinging, the chef finally uttered his first syllable since Wang Qing stepped into this storage room.
He screamed, and subconsciously quickly retracted his hand towards Wang Qing, covering his face.
Then, the whole person quickly took a few steps back, and his huge body stomped the ground so hard that it seemed to shake twice.
Finally escaped the light.
The chef's eyes have deteriorated like two white spots in the long darkness.
Suffering such a sudden impact, the two eyelids on his face instantly turned up from bottom to top, covering his eyeballs.
However, the thin eyelids, which were the color of skinned flesh, were still twitching violently, like two blood-red cicadas flapping their wings.
He also seemed to be in great pain.
Before Wang Qing could click on the message, he heard the chef's scream.
what happened?
She panicked, and without any time to think, she waved the bone-cutting knife in her hand and rushed towards the chef.
The phone was in my hand, and I didn't have time to read the message or turn off the flashlight.
The light of the flashlight flickered around.
The white light fell into this darkness and was mostly eroded away.
There is only a small light pillar left, which can only illuminate an area as large as a palm.
Even so, the place in the kitchen that is illuminated by this light.
Everything seemed to have changed as if they were living creatures.
Several bubbles formed on the wall and began to rise and fall uneasily.
The floor was also twisted and deformed, and several bubbles of black pus were squeezed out.
Wang Qing followed the sound and stumbled towards the chef.
"Are you OK?"
I was anxious, but I couldn't see clearly what was happening.
Wang Qing quickly raised his cell phone, trying to illuminate his face with a flashlight so he could see clearly what was going on with the chef.
As soon as the chef recovered from the sting, he opened his eyes again and realized that Wang Qing was going to shine a flashlight on him.
The chef quickly shrank back.
"Hoo ho..."
A hoarse growl came from his throat.
Full of intense rejection.
Wang Qing became more and more worried as he listened to the unexplained sound.
What happened?
Could it be that the chef is really mute and can't speak?
The original thought of taking photos of evidence was forgotten by Wang Qing.
She softened her voice and only wanted to comfort the out-of-control chef in front of her.
"What happened? Are you okay?"
The chef listened to Wang Qing's anxious inquiries in the darkness.
The flesh on his face was shaking constantly, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce and furious light.
A strong feeling of resentment emerged in his heart.
This hateful ingredient must have been playing tricks on him just now! Play with him!
He must make this ingredient pay the price it deserves!
The chef let out a low growl.
Before the light of the flashlight swept over this way.
He suddenly stood up and rushed towards Wang Qing.
